MATE. FEED. KILL. REPEAT.

     “  good, because i want you to stay for as long as you can stay, ”  her smile glows up, relief taking place as she knows she can’t keep kate from doing what she normally does. it couldn’t hurt to spend more time with her. however, letting her ego deflate just might admit the truth to how zee really feels - one of which she’s terrified to say. it seems every single time something good happens, it’s always, always taken away by the worst. taking her hands with hers to hold, a gentle squeeze is given to let her know how grateful she was to set aside their little issue,  “  and i missed you. a lot,  ”  sincerely, she speaks. leaning forward to the redhead, she places a kind kiss on her cheek (and that’s definitely not teasing her at all)  “  drinks and thai on me?  ”

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    “  loneliness tends to stick around my life a lot longer than i expect it to be. i kinda had to get use to it, ”  sad but true - there was no point in shying away from her truth to jason at all. perhaps they both shared a lot more in common than she actually thought. rae smirks softly upon his offer, never thinking it would come out of his mouth so late in the evening. maybe he needed to get to bed before he really gets sentimental,  “  same with you, y’know... you’re always welcome to come and talk to me. or if you need a place to stay, i’m here. i don’t harbor any bad feelings towards you.  ”

     the moments of intimacy such as this was rare to find and even rarer to feel amusement from his choice of words. she realizes how difficult she can appear to be, even around those she considers to be family. soreness shoots through her system as normal, always tiring her out but never fully taking over. at least, so far that she’s been careful. edges of her lips reflect his, appreciating the curiosity and... genuine care. she didn’t think he would show this much of his aura to her,  “  i --- end up healed, anyway. my powers allow me to do that in small doses...  ”  rae softly fills the gap of his question first, itching to linger closer but remains in her circle,  “  and... for the record, you don’t owe me anything. just, please, be careful next time?  ”  it’s all she ever asks in return -- the chance to see him one more time each day they’re out on a mission together. the bird gingerly recoils, coy to show anymore of her emotion that she should and rolls in her lips to comfort herself.